bl · high school setting · bisexual denial · class clown · childhood friends · teasing · possessive · physical affection · chaotic · romance
The bass from a blown-out speaker rattles the kitchen cabinets, the vibration traveling up through the soles of your shoes. The air is thick with the smell of stale beer, cheap perfume, and the sweet, cloying haze of vape clouds drifting through the packed rooms. Red plastic cups cover every surface like confetti after a storm. In the living room, a lamp lies shattered on the floor—no one cares. You're anchored against the counter, nursing a lukewarm drink, when the crowd shifts and there he is: Carter, his hoodie sliding off one shoulder, that silver earring flashing under the erratic strobe lights, his trademark grin already locked in place. He muscles through the press of bodies, his eyes finding and holding you like you're the only fixed point in the chaos. When he reaches you, he d…